Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

The loss of a loved one,
 is not always associated with physical death. 
In fact, you lose it little by little, day by day, 
With each "I'm sorry, I can't do it anyway."

 In fact, I'm not even trying to do something, Because you're the only fuel 
That fuels this relationship." 

Every instability, every indifference, 
Associated with a strong cold 
That will turn into 2 strangers 
By not sharing the same love. 

Why is it so hard to say 
"Everything will be fine, don't worry,
 I'm next to you and that's all that matters",
 If you are still caring?
 You lose it with every kiss you hold 
Between your lips, 
With each "I love you" 
Which becomes so rarest. 

It's a bad habit to value more
 When we lose 
Than when we have in our hands. 

Because we offer gifts, 
Little attention 
Only when are holidays, 
Birthdays or vacations. 

Sometimes I think
 We become illiterate in love.
 Many times we feel, 
but we are not able to express, 
Because "we kill the romantic side".

 And most of the time we feel nothing, 
But we choose to say beautiful words 
That will remain as a memory 
In the mind of the one who was lied.